Skip to main content

Life Lesson

I know it's only Wednesday, but so far this week sucks. Monday night our car started making bad sort of transmission noises. Tuesday I took it in for a long overdue transmission flush and crossed my fingers that would do the job. Two hours in the waiting room with Ellery and Sam later, I was told we needed a new transmission. The warranty might cover it. It might not since we were overdue on the maintenance. Either way, they aren't going to have the part until next week. So, no driving unless absolutely necessary. Then, the wind blew over some of our back fence. Then, our landlords called. Long story short- our lease is up, they're moving back to town, and we're looking for a new place to live by December 1st. At this point, I broke down in tears. No one should be told they need a new transmission and a new place to live on the same day. And there's still all the normal stuff to worry about- painted pumpkin projects for school, Primary program practice, teaching sewing at Super Saturday, getting the girls to and from school- all with iffy transportation.

But, even in the depths of my woe, I learned something. Unfortuately, it's a lesson I've had to learn over and over again. I was reading favorite blogs to try and distract myself. I read this entry by The Yarn Harlot last night. This morning I read this entry by The Handmade Dress. This is what I realised. I am not the only person who had an awful day yesterday. Sitting around moping about it was just a little selfish. Oh, I'm allowed to be upset, but focusing solely on that is, well...silly. So, I'm making an effort to try and think of others. And, since I am me, that ends up in making stuff.









I made this sweet little receiving blanket last night before and during the moving news crisis. When I was panicking, it was nice to just stop for a little while and think of a newborn little baby girl snuggled up in this.





Today, waiting while Anna got a filling and a root canal (I told you- horrible week), I finished up this project. It's a thank you gift for a member of my quilt guild. She spearheaded our charity quilt drive, donated most of the fabric we used and assembled it into kits and worked on a whole lot of the quilts. Without her- there would have been no charity quilts. She's already got the matching gloves-





and now she'll have a snazzy hat to go with them.





Good thing I still have plenty of this yarn stashed because I may be making another for my favorite blue-eyed girl.

So, that's my big life lesson. It's hard to feel sorry for yourself when you're thinking about others. And you know what? It's working. It's become a whole lot easier to be optimistic. I've noticed all the things I really didn't love about this house today- the fallen down fence, the awful kitchen counter, the huge yard we really never had time to keep up with. We started looking at other rental listings. And, you know what, I think we're going to be able to find the same size house for cheaper. This has been a great house for us but I think we can find something we'll love even more. And, the money we save can go into a home buying fund. I think this is going to end up being a good thing. And the best news, the car drove wonderfully to the dentist and back this morning! I think the transmission flush really did work- it just took a little driving to kick in.

Comments

tara said…
Usually given a bit of time you can find the silver lining. I'm glad you are seeing yours. Your girl is so cute in the hat. Love the sideways smile.
Let me know if you need help moving time. I'm not so good lifting but I have a pick up.

Popular posts from this blog

Momma's Got a (kind-of, sorta) Brand New Bag

I must be some sort of sadist. It seems the work and stress of getting a family of five all packed and ready for a big trip isn't enough for me. It's becoming tradition to also try and make myself a new complicated bag right before we leave. There was the Supertote before Disneyland. This time around it was the a messenger bag right before a 4,000 mile road trip.



(Photography and photo styling by my 10 year old, Anna.)

 There was really no choice, though. My everyday Supertote is a year and a half old. It was definitely looking it. The handles were all frayed. One of the magnetic snaps had ripped out. It was dirty. It just would not do. I tried stores. Everything was too big, too small, too strappy, not strappy enough, too ugly, or too expensive. I guess making my own bags has made me pretty dang picky when it comes to purses.

This one, though. This one is pretty much the prefect size, the perfect strap, the perfect fabric, and plenty of pockets.




Pattern- Campfire Messenger B…

Something A Little Different

If you follow me on Instagram, you already know that for my birthday this week, I got a weaving loom of my very own. Specifically, a 15" Cricket Loom. There was some major happy dancing involved.


Feeling a little nervous. #cricketloom #happybirthdaytome A photo posted by trinasdoings (@trinasdoings) on Jul 28, 2016 at 7:06am PDT

Now what do I do with it? #cricketloom #happybirthdaytome A photo posted by trinasdoings (@trinasdoings) on Jul 28, 2016 at 7:41am PDT

WooHoo! Thank goodness for the many YouTube videos which got me here! A photo posted by trinasdoings (@trinasdoings) on Jul 28, 2016 at 10:39am PDT
I spent all morning on my birthday watching YouTube instructional videos, putting it together, getting it warped, and starting my very first handwoven scarf using bits and pieces of yarn leftover from other projects.

Today I finished it.






Sure, it's got some issues. The edges are a bit wonky. The fringe went all fuzzy when I washed it. But, I love it. I love how thin and drap…

Ellery's Baptism and the First Day of School

Exciting times around our household in the past week. This Saturday, Ellery was baptized.


Almost time to go! #baptismday #eightisgreat A photo posted by trinasdoings (@trinasdoings) on Sep 3, 2016 at 9:10am PDT






And after. It took two tries-her toe popped up. #baptismday #eightisgreat #familiesareforever A photo posted by trinasdoings (@trinasdoings) on Sep 3, 2016 at 1:03pm PDT

She was so happy and excited. It was a great day.

And then, today, the kids finally started school! Hallelujah!


The local school district went back to school like two and a half weeks ago. We've all been anxiously waiting for their charter school to start.



First grade for this guy and an empty house for me. Every summer I let his hair grow wild so that I can enjoy his curls. I was all ready to give him his standard back to school haircut until we went to meet his teacher. She went into raptures over his curls. So, they stayed. We'll see how long they last now that he has to face a squirt bottle and a bru…